Oh yes, this is special
This is direct from what we call `The Funk House`
This is a total dope, phat one, know what I`m sayin`?
And this is how it`s done, uh

I did good in my hood as a youngster
The Heavster was never a punkster, no sir
No ma`am, hot damn, me and Michael Jackson jammed
I dug Soul Train, not American Bandstand

The bigger nigga is back and I`m on the right track
As a matter of fact, I`m all that
So, ring around the Rosie, oopsy, daisy
Topsy turvy, you never heard of me, you don`t deserve me

Fly like Knievel, drive like a BMW
You never knew I could bring trouble to
A cordless, you can`t afford this, don`t get aboard this flavor
Unless you got the fever flavor for a Pringle

Come be a single, let me see you mingle, jingle, dangle
Sammy Davis Jr. was Mr. Bo jangles
(Here is something you can`t understand)
Tell me y`all, who`s the man?

Who`s the man?
(The Heavster, time keeps on slipping)
Who`s the man?
(The Heavster, time keeps on slipping)
Who`s the man?
(The Heavster, time keeps on slipping)
Who`s the man?
(The Heavster, time keeps on slipping)

Yes, too many brothers be fakin` moves or frontin` grooves
Peace to all the brothers on the block, drinkin` and passin` brew
Money tried to flip but he got flopped
Said, it was his corner, let him know his corner`s on my block

I know your fantasy, don`t stay, I ain`t Jodeci
When I used to juggle y`all was crumbs, who didn`t notice me?
But now you see me in a magazine, on your TV screen
On the radio liver stereo, lookin` clean

All of a sudden I`m attractive, I`m handsome, I`m gorgeous
But back in the day you used to say, you can`t afford this
I wreck shops and got props from New York to Cali
I`m Big Willie, you silly Sally from the valley

Ain`t nuttin` changed, wait a minute, I`m a liar
The crib is definitely doper and the girls a lot flyer
(Here is something you can`t understand)
So, tell me y`all, who`s the man?

Who`s the man?
(The Heavster, time keeps on slipping)

Who`s the man? Who`s the man? Who`s the man
Phenomenon one, phenomenon two
Who`s the man? Like I said, this here, is official

Back in the day, I used to punch clocks, now I`m drippin` props
And countin` loot and shootin` hoops and lookin` cute
In tailored suits, made for the over weight lover
Undercover, over cover

You know my MO, I do damn well on the stage show
I`m gettin` paid by the pound and I got mad flow
Flip flop, who`s the bigger one? Quick to figure one
Two, three, two, one, ah

Keep a pen and a pad on stash
I used to crab the last, now I flow for dough and I rhyme for cash
I`m glad to say goodnight to Johnny Carson
And brother, where you rub it `fore you catch the magic in your Johnson

Honey dips, money grips
I know the difference `cause I learned tricks in the ghetto mix
(Here is something you can`t understand)
So, tell me y`all, who`s the man?

Who`s the man?
(The Heavster, time keeps on slipping)

Everything here, is phat, know what I`m sayin`?
Don`t take it the wrong way but I`m lettin` you know
For the last time, this here is official
This is fat

Who`s the man?
(The Heavster, time keeps on slipping)
Who`s the man?
(The Heavster, time keeps on slipping)
Who`s the man?
(The Heavster, time keeps on slipping)
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